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“I can see that,” he teased. “What next?” Gino asked. He was used to Bruno calling the shots. In fact, he liked it when his guy was in control and bossy. He expected no less from him in the bedroom.
“Strip and get on your knees,” Bruno ordered. He didn’t need to be told twice to get naked. Bruno watched him as he tugged his shirt over his head and unzipped his trousers, letting them hit the floor. “I knew that you didn’t wear anything underneath your pants.” He had always gone commando, but he loved the way that Bruno looked him over now that he realized that he had nothing on underneath his pants.
“Yeah, I’m not a fan of boxers and all that shit,” Gino admitted. “Your turn,” he said, nodding to Bruno. Gino felt as though he was holding his breath waiting for Bruno to comply and strip out of his clothes. Gino sank to his knees, as Bruno had ordered, and his guy smiled at him and started stripping out of his clothes. By the time he finished, Gino felt about ready to swallow his damn tongue. His guy was massive, but he already knew that.
Bruno playfully stoked his cock in his big hands and Gino wanted to be the one touching him. “Suck me,” Bruno ordered. He stepped in front of Gino and nudged the head of his cock into his mouth. Bruno was a mouthful and then some, but Gino wanted to show his guy that he’d be able to handle him. He let Bruno slide to the back of his throat, gagging him just a bit before he slid back out.
“That feels so good,” Bruno praised. Gino soaked up the praise as he wrapped a hand around Bruno’s thick shaft. He worked his guy in and out of his mouth until he knew that he was close.
“I’m going to come, and I want to shoot my load all over your body. You good with that?” Bruno asked. Gino hummed his approval around Bruno’s cock and gave a slight nod of his head. That seemed to be all the permission his guy needed. Bruno pulled free from his lips and palmed his cock, until he shot his load all over Gino’s face and chest. God, it was hot to watch Bruno come. He was beautiful and ferrel as he called Gino’s name.
“That was sexy as fuck,” Gino breathed.
“You were sexy as fuck,” Bruno corrected. “Let’s get you in the shower, and then, I want you to take my ass. Are you good with that?” he asked. Gino was more than good with that.
“Yes,” he breathed. Bruno helped him up from the floor and led him into the bathroom, his release still dripping down the front of Gino’s chest.
“I like seeing you wearing me,” Bruno admitted. He turned on the shower and waited for it to heat up before helping Gino into the steamy spray of the water. “But I think I’m going to like cleaning it off of you even more.”
He pushed Gino back into the water, letting it wash Bruno’s release off his face and chest. Bruno grabbed the soap and took his time lathering up Gino’s body. He worked his way down to his cock slowly—and Gino wanted to shout at him to get on with it. Bruno knew exactly how much he was torturing him from the sexy smirk he wore as he soaped Gino up. When he finally let his slick hands roam over Gino’s cock, he hissed out his breath.
“You are so fucking sexy,” Bruno praised.
“And you’re a fucking tease,” Gino accused. Bruno’s laughter filled the shower and Gino leaned into his touch. He needed to find his release so badly. All he wanted to do was get inside Bruno and stay there.
“Ready?” Bruno asked as if reading his mind.
“Yes,” Gino hissed. He pushed Gino back into the hot spray of water to let him rinse the soap off. He watched as Bruno pulled down some lube that he kept in his shower caddy and poured some into his hands, rubbing them together. When he rubbed the lube onto his cock, Gino nearly came in Bruno’s big hands.
“Easy,” Gino hissed. “I’m not going to last if you keep doing that.”
“Well, we better get started then. I want you inside of me when you’re shouting out my name, babe,” Bruno taunted. Everything that the guy did and said was so hot, Gino wasn’t sure how he was going to hold out.
He kissed Bruno like a starving man, letting his hands roam his body, and finally, his cock. When Gino couldn’t take any more, he turned Bruno and pushed him up against the shower wall. He didn’t ask permission as he pushed his cock into Bruno’s ass, loving the moans and sighs as he filled him.
“So fucking hot,” Gino repeated as he pumped in and out of Bruno’s body. He reached around Bruno and palmed his cock, hoping that they could both find their release together. He loved the way that Bruno fucked his hands as Gino rode his ass and when he knew that he couldn’t last any longer, he told Bruno to come with him. As if that order was all Bruno needed, he shouted out Gino’s name, shooting his load into his hands. Gino quickly followed him over, and when he called Bruno’s name, it felt as though his heart was shouting, “I love you.” They collapsed against each other in the shower. Gino couldn’t tell where he ended, or Bruno began and the only thing he could think was—perfect. They were perfect together and nothing and no one could take that away from either of them. They might not have given each other the words, but Gino could feel Bruno telling him that he loved him with every beat of his heart and Gino felt the exact same way.
Bruno
“Fuck,” Bruno growled. He had chanced looking at his damn phone to find a text from his sister saying that their father had put a hit out on both him and Gino. “I guess my father had time to consider my confession about killing Louie, and he’s decided that retribution is needed.”
“What the hell does that mean?” Gino asked.
“He’s put out a hit against both you and me. I’m betting that someone saw us leaving the building together and my father put two and two together.”
“You think he knows about us?” Gino asked.
Bruno shrugged, “Don’t know and don’t care. My father doesn’t know me at all. Hell, he probably doesn’t even know that I’m gay. What I do know is that neither of us is going back to the city until we can come up with a plan.” Bruno just had no idea what that plan should be or how he’d keep the two of them alive to figure one out at all.
“What about joining the alliance?” Gino asked.
“They won’t let the Gluttony family in until my father steps down from power and puts me in. You and I both know that won’t happen. My father will never hand over the syndicate to me—not willingly.”
“You know, babe,” Gino said, rolling over and draping his arm against Bruno’s chest, “you should call the heads of the Gluttony family together to find out who would back you. I mean, you would probably have a good number of syndicate members who would take your side and oust your father from his seat. You and I have both heard about the rumors of unrest in the family. People don’t like the way that your father is handling things and maybe they’d give you a chance to prove that change can be a good thing.”
Bruno thought about it and maybe Gino was right. Getting the other members on his side of things might help his cause when it came to joining the alliance. The other families didn’t trust the Gluttony syndicate, and why should they? Most of their families had been tortured and killed by Bruno’s father. As long as he was the head of household for their syndicate, they would never allow the Gluttony family to join the alliance.
“That’s not a bad idea,” Bruno admitted. “I’ll make the arrangements, but I think that we need to be cool about where and when we meet. My father can’t find this place and I want to keep it that way. If he does, there will be nowhere for us to run to or hide.”
